November 14, 2010

BBQ for Loulou and friends


Every now and then when the weather forecast is nice, we throw together a little BBQ. Bunch of souvlaki from the butcher, spicy cheese potatoes from the grill, pomegranate salad, fresh tzatziki, toasted olive oil bread, coleslaw and plenty of sangria. Everything came out fantastic and the weather was a warm 73 degrees for the day and the night proved to be calm enough to relax outside. A short BBQ ended up being a great party with friends over from 2 til about 12. We had such a lovely time with our friends, Sarah, Eric, Brett, who are teachers at the art school and work with Jen. We had Lorin who is Mona's nanny and is one of Jen's best friends on the island. We had Scott and Lisa, friends we play darts with at Selinis who are very fun people and run a local villa rental agency. We had our new friend Sigrid who watched Louloudi for the last few days we were gone, because Eric had to take his students to Turkey. Glyn and Will who are longtime friends and helped with the grilling. Louloudi had so many people that she loved at the party, so she was constantly bouncing from one friendly hand or lap to the next.
 Friends came by around 2 when the weather was perfect
 Mona, who loves to chase around Loulou and pick her up.
Starting from bottom left, Lisa, Brett, Sigrid, Sarah, Jen, Eric, Glyn, Lorin and Scott.
 Glyn
Jen and Lisa

Eric, Loulou's dogsitter getting in some quality time
Tired ladies

November 7, 2010

Halloween in Paros

Halloween in Paros is a small phenomenon that is not celebrated among Greeks, as they have a similar festival sometime in February instead. But for those Americans and northern Europeans who love Halloween, by God, we're not going to let a little thing like that get in our way of making costumes and reliving our youth just a little. Costume shops are non-existent on the island, so everyone is forced to improvise. We of course waited til the very last Sunday to really get a costume idea together, but brilliance struck when I saw a large recycling dumpster full of great cardboard. I filled the car to capacity and begin chopping away. We quickly made ourselves into the knights of Paros and used cardboard, packing tape and house paints that were lying around.

I asked what weapon I should make for Jen and the first thing she responded with was "nun chucks", so my little lady was going to be a fierce medieval warrior with nun chucks. She got a headpiece, bra protector and "chainmail" skirt to boot!


Glyn chose to be the knight templar with garbage bag armor and shield.


I was the blue knight, solely because I didn't have any black paint, as we all know that I love to quote Monty Python. Regardless of color, I still battled the great knights above and soundly defeated mine enemies. The fight is mine!


 On our quest for the Holy pint of Lager.

 We were joined by brave Sir William Farnsworth in the bar. 



October 30, 2010

Getting current

So after our whirlwind trip through North Africa, it was nice to finally make our way home respectively.

I got back early in the morning on the first flight into rainy Paros with 5 other people on the flight. My dad, John, had arrived the day before and was there to pick my tired body up at the airport.

Jen got back later that night and was greeted by an ecstatic puppy.

We got back to the house and threw my bags down before taking an hour to get settled and then go pick up Louloudi. Upon seeing her, she immediately lost all control and bounced like a furry maniac from side to side and I thought she might have wagged her own tail off. We chatted with our lovely dogsitter Sigrid who told us of how much fun they had on their trip and seemed a little sad to be saying goodbye "so soon."

Two weeks with Dad seemed to flow by with ease. There were hikes around the island, some new restaurants to try and plenty of laughs around. Occasionally, when the sun peaked out for a few hours, we would get a swim in, but largely the wind kept us all inside and we were homebody's when not at a restaurant.


Louloudi took to Dad quite easily and would try to jump into his lap on occasion. Almost like a fourth grandchild you could say.


We played some games, particularly rounds of chess and backgammon. While I am loathe to mention it, Dad did best me in the backgammon this year with an unusual three in a row victory and then winning when we played with the doubling cube. I got my revenge in Chess. We are both equally competitive and quite good at the games we play as well, so the games were great fun. We are truly similar, even work the same way, as this is Dad's "European Office" as he likes to call it.


 Ouch.

Gunnar came to Paros for a week as well. He came by for a few dinners and it was fun to see the Crayfish Committee President on his third trip to Paros.

 You don't get a photo unless the dog is there too. :)

 Dad just left on the boat last night and now we don't have any more guests lined up, which sounds odd. At least we have our good buddy Glynn who is also spending the winter here and comes by frequently to hang out. It is far too cold to swim now and the winds get up to 60 mph now. Pretty much everything is closed, save for a few locations that stay open a little longer, before everything really closes in December. It's definitely no longer summer, but it will be nice to spend some quiet time and get some work done. This summer was such an excellent one that it will certainly be missed and we thank all the friends and family that have helped us enjoy our time here.

October 28, 2010

Egypt: Day 2-6

Wow, did we move fast on this tour. It was really hard to get some decent WiFi, much less find a few minutes to sort your thoughts and feelings of different days. So I sit writing this post from Paros enjoying a little frappe and sea breeze to get me motivated.

After Cairo, we had made our way to the train station to take an overnight bus to Aswan, the southernmost point of interest along the Nile. Like we said before, it was expected to be a rough trip. After we saw multiple trains pull in beforehand each packed to capacity and guys hanging off the side of the train cars, we only hoped that our car would be a little better. What we got was actually fairly spacious and we each had our assigned seats. We ate the food we had brought to make our dinner and tried to get some rest on the bumpy ride. We slept only a short while and arrived at our hotel exhausted, hungry and sweaty. An hour to refresh we were due to start touring again. Jen stayed in with a bit of a stomach bug and I made my way to the Nasser Dam, the second largest dam in the world that regulates the Nile and its annual floods. Then there was the unfinished obelisk, which if completed, would have been the world's largest obelisk at a whopping 33 meters. The project was abandoned because of a problem with the sandstone. The highlight of the day was to see the Philae Temple, a Graeco-Roman temple of considerable size and beauty that a had remarkable history in past and present. During the creation of the Nasser dam, the man made lake that resulted mistakenly encompassed the area of this temple. In a massive effort to preserve the temple, some 15 years were spent on relocating nearly 40,000 ancient blocks that range from 1 to 5 tons and moved to a nearby island that was shaped to resemble the original site structure. The pictures below were of a temple that was disassembled and put back together half a mile away! Incredible.






After plenty more elbow shoving to get out of the temple grounds, I made my way back to the hotel to find a much healthier and rested Jen. We grabbed some dinner and then it was an early night's rest for us. The next day we got up early to make our way to the felucca that Jen wrote about. It was a simple sailboat that operates on a single boom and rudder, perfect for the always calm Nile. Feluccas range in size because of their purpose and in the old days, they operated as transports for goods and soldiers. Nowadays, all they do is take eager tourists for a simple Nile cruise, while those who opt for more comforts and fine food, take the large steamboats. We ate and slept on the boat, but not before having some beers with the other guests, asking our guide a bazillion questions about Muslim culture and having a little party on the beach, drums, bonfire, swimming and all.



 Ring around the rosie, this ain't.
Sunrise on the Nile

The next day, we were dropped off at a small beach and seemingly randomly led through some bushes up the highway. We were told to wait there for our cab right on the side of the highway and sure enough, a small bus packed full of people pulled up and we squeezed in. 
It was going to be a 4 hour ride to Luxor and we luckily were put on the bus with the most maniacal, ill tempered driver I've seen in a long, long time. When he wasn't spitting tobacco and sunflower seeds, he was talking on two cell phones at once, passing trucks on blind corners and just being a general menace. We stopped at Edfu Temple and Luxor Temple that looked just like it (they tend to blend together after a while). 






We got some rest and the next day we did the Valley of the Kings (photos not allowed), a series of tombs that were tucked away in the mountains to help thwart robbers. It was here that the famous King Tutankhamun's tomb was found untouched til 1922. The reason it wasn't found, is that it was probably forgotten about since King Tut only ruled a short ten years after he ascended to the throne at the age of 9. Historically, he would have been a simple footnote in Egyptian history, but because he was one of the sole tombs found untouched, his tomb artifacts dominate the exhibits of the Egyptian museum. It leaves many historians to wonder that if a young unimportant boy-king had such a splendid tomb, what were the great kings honored with?

We then visited the valley of the Queens and the temple of Queen Haetsheput that Jen wrote about. 

 
 
We later got to visit Karnak Temple, which is the largest temple complex in all of Egypt. The temple saw continuous additions over nearly 1,500 years! Every king wanted to make their mark and outdo the last guy in terms of hieroglyphic storytelling, monuments and sheer size of their own statues. Must be a guy thing. This temple was the most important in all of Egypt, because it was dedicated to Amun-Ra, the greatest of the Egyptian gods and the one who granted kings their power, so obviously, he was a favorite. The pictures really don't do the size of everything justice, but just imagine all the other temples and then double everything. It makes sense that this temple was worked on year round for nearly 1,500 years... That's dedication.




 There were hundreds of columns this size!!



 Sacred priest pool. Lucky bastards.


After Karnak, we were offiically "templed" out and had to hurry to make our bus to Hurghada. We made a single stop at a touristico bazaar and restroom area. There was a goat riding a donkey, being trailed by a camel and just had to get a photo.


 We arrived late to Hurghada, which apparently was a resort town that caters to Russian tourists. Everything was in either Russian, Arabic and sometimes English. Hurghada in the early 90's had been a small fishing village, but due to the popularity of the clear waters and excellent scuba diving, combined with some ambitious Russian developers, the place turned into a sprawling resort town. Dozens of hotels are in various stages of completion and the building boom is incredible as workers and cranes seem to stand on every corner. When we arrived at our very modern hotel, we were given a number of options to either go on a safari, snorkeling or dune buggy racing, but we immediately signed up for the scuba diving adventure in the Red Sea.


The water was simply see through and very warm, almost like bath water. The Red Sea is generally very calm and warm, which caters to a thousands of species of fish and coral. We quickly donned our scuba diving gear and sank to about 15 meters. I got to try out my new underwater digital camera cover which worked amazingly, despite being a little tricky to handle at times, but I was able to get some great shots.




 We had to get a shot with the ParosLife magazine for the monthly photo contest.










After diving all day, we made our way around the cheesy nightlife a little and got a good night's rest. We made our way back to Cairo on an overnight bus. The next day we got a grand tour of the Egyptian Museum (no photos allowed once again), which house the artifacts of King Tut's tomb, numerous well preserved mummies and thousands of lost pieces of civilization back then. Truly a wonderful museum to see if it were better lit and perhaps a bit more spacious as you have to once again elbow your way to see anything worthwhile.

The next day, we took our separate flights and made our way home to a very excited puppy and my wonderful dad who was staying for two weeks! Thankfully, we had just missed a week of rain on Paros and we brought the Egyptian sunshine to our little island!